That one special moment
Author's note: nothing worth saying…
Disclaimer: I don't own South park… this show is just too twisted for my imagination… NOT! But I still don't own it.
"I Want Kyle"
Stan
As I am sitting here in the bathroom, it comes to me. I want Kyle. No, I really want Kyle! I'm not confused anymore. I finally understand, those feeling that I have been having for the last couple of months, the only thing is… that I don't know what to say. Maybe I should just tell him. No, That would be stupid! Maybe he wants me too…Unlikely… This isn't exactly a normal situation… I mean… Kyle's straight. Although I already know it… it hurts to actually think it…. Stan marsh is not straight. I want to keep considering myself a straight guy that just wants another guy with every fiber of his being, but I know it's not true. I still think of it that way anyway. Uh-oh! Someone's coming. Please let it be Kyle.
Kyle
"Stan? Are you still here?" I ask as I cautiously open the door. Silence. Eventually, Stan gives in and says, "Uh-huh." 'We were worried about you. Why did you leave us all of a sudden?" Stan doesn't answer. I go back to the stall where I know that Stan is. "Hey open up!" I request, he gets up and unlocks the door. I walk in, and he re-locks the door behind me. He looks like he has been crying, and suddenly I feel a sinking in my heart. I don't know what to say. I mean I know what I want to say, but it doesn't look as if he can handle it. I finally end up just blurting it out. "Stan, What did you mean when you screamed out 'I DO NOT LIKE KYLE!' a few minutes ago?" He walks over to me, looking a bit nervous. "This is what I really meant…" he grabbed the side of my face, and kissed me with so much passion, that I melted against the wall. I went to kiss him back when suddenly, I realize what just happened. I pull away from Stan's passionately kissing lips. I back up. I try to say something but all I can choke out is…"Dude…" " I love you." I hear Stan confess. "I have loved you for months…" "I…I'm confused. Uh… I gotta go… I'm gonna be late for class…" I lie. "uh… bye." and I practically run.
